September 3, 2014

I was sitting on a chair in the middle of a messy room during daytime. A friend was also here. After a while, a large yellowish-brown spider started to crawl down from my chair leg. I was shocked and stayed still as I watched it get back onto the floor. A few seconds later, the spider tried to crawl back up the leg. I instantly got up from the chair. I said to my friend how I’m usually against hurting spiders but this time I felt rather threatened.

He got up and started to hunt for the spider. After a few close hits, we couldn’t see it anymore so I turned on two flashlights and lit the dark corners of the room. Eventually, he smashed the spider with a slipper.

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Someone in an officer uniform came around and asked us why we were here and whether or not he had some sort of identification. The person next to me said that he did and led him into a room in the back. Just seconds later, he was dragging a limp body by the armpits. I was shocked but remained calm and tried to stuff the body into the cooler on the rack of the bike. “If I knew we were going to cool something, I should have prepared the box beforehand” he commented. I had some difficulty with the lock but eventually the plastic teal box closed.

I walked outside and some kind of traditional Japanese dancing festival was taking place. But for some reason, everyone in the seats were facing away from the main event that was happening above them. I saw my Japanese teacher in the crowd but didn’t say anything to her.

I went back into the small shed and saw two people arguing. A man with a rather bumpy face was claiming how his philosophy was to live like a mouse: to only care for the present. The other person replied how that was silly, to live without regard to the past or future. In a span of a few seconds, the argument exploded and I tried to calm them down. “Do you guys have any idea what you’re actually arguing about right now?!” I shouted.